So the Collective gig tomorrow night is now off, the gallery having worked out that the turntables wouldn't be covered by their insurance. Which is doubly annoying given that we'd already cancelled our (paid) engagement with the Art Bar for the same night. All of which just goes to prove: you should never work with artists. Bah!
Still, there's always tonight's Salon, which ought to provide some welcome respite from disembodied voices on the end of a telephone line.